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After the intense session, Pratham wanted to cool off Sunny, without losing his dominance however. He hence engaged in a play of words. Sunny was kneeing down with his hands behind the head, fully naked with his cock rock hard and wearing its ornament (metal ring). Pratham sat on the sofa naked too. He had carelessly wrapped the ends of the leash (connecting Sunny’s neck and cock) in his left wrist and had the scale beside him ready.
“Recite a poem for me, bitch.”
“Sirrrr?” stammered Sunny.
SLAP!
“Sorry Sirrrr…I know only twinkle twinkle little star,” replied Sunny sheepishly.
“Hahahaha...Wohi suna de kutte…par han…replace ‘star’ with ‘master’!”
Sunny began in a childish tone-
“Twinkle twinkle my master…..”
SMACK!!!!
Ahhhhh…
SMACK!!! Pratham had picked up a scale in his right hand and had hit him on his arms and they instantly fell in the front.
“Actions kaun karega gonchu-ram, hain?”
“Sorry Sirrrr……”
Sunny had been demoted to a kindergarden student now and started to use his hands to dramatize the poem along with recitation-
“Twinkle twinkle my master,
How are I wonder how you are…
Ahmmm…,” Sunny seemed unable to remember the next lines. Few moments passed.
“Show your hands,” barked Pratham.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Sunny received strokes on his palms. The moment he tried to lower his hands, Pratham would smack the palm from beneath. It hurt more then as the scale hit on his knuckles.
“Saale duffer,” Pratham reached out for his ears by his left hand and shook his head violently.
“Poora bheja hi khali hai kya chutiye…..Yaad kar gandu, nahi tereko baahar nanga murga banwaunga!”
The fear, sharp ear pull and a few more strokes on the palm perhaps activated Sunny’s thinking cells and he exclaimed, “Hannn…yaad aaya sirrr!!!!”
“Ab kaise aaya….saale maar khaye bina teri gaadi aage nahi badhati…kutte,” Pratham ceased beating and left his ear with a jerk, “Chal shuru ho pahele se, bache!”
“Twinkle twinkle my master,
How are I wonder how you are…
Up aboveee the world so high…
Like a diamond in the sky!!!”
Sunny smiled on successful completion as if he won a competition.
“Good boy and here’s your reward,” Pratham spit on his face and let out a murky laugh, ”your master’s divine essence.”
“Thank you, master.” Sunny hung his head, feeling degraded to the core.
“Now, come and worship my feet, slut.” Pratham grabbed his fountain-hair and thrust him on his feet.
“Take your arms criss-cross behind your head and hold your ears.” It was quite a humiliating posture and made Pratham self-tied. Apart from the discomfort, it also completely exposed his unshaved armpits.
“Chal kutte, ab naak ragad!”barked Pratham.
“wouff…woffff”
To rub one’s nose on someone’s feet is the ultimate humiliation in India. It’s used only as a figure of speech but here poor Sunny was demonstrating it. Pratham was thoroughly enjoying this session. He lifted his dog by his little bunch of fountain on his head and spit on his face again and thrust him back to his feet.
“Bahut naak unchi karke baat kiya tha tu mere se…yeh punishment teri aukaad samajhne ke kiye, bhosadiye” taunted Pratham. True to his words, he was meting out punishment for Sunny’s little revolt over video-shoot, in piecemeal. Pratham wanted to degrade Sunny to the lowest level.
Sunny, must have remained in that position for over ten min as Pratham had gone back to his phone. Pratham was feeling great sensation and feeling for superiority as Sunny brushed his feet with his soft nose. Pratham’s cock had started to rise and became rock hard. Though Sunny had his vision at his master’s feet, somehow as if by an invisible bond he could sense the heat in his master and his already erect cock began to get harder in response. Though of course, the ring still hurt, but Sunny had grown immune to it by now. All he thought was to suck his master’s lollipop but Pratham was occupied in his cell.
“This phone is a panauti. Why do people have mobiles?” thought Sunny.
Intermittently, Pratham would hold out his foot and Sunny would lick his soles. True feet worship.
Pratham was aware of his own arousal. He desired to quench it now.
“Chal kutte, upar uuth.” Pratham tugged at the leash with his left wrist.
Both Sunny’s head and cock rose upward. Pratham pressured his right foot on Sunny’s cock and began to tease it and at the same time began thundering rapid SLAPS back and forth on Sunny’s face.
Sunny’s reaction was a mixture of “Ooo..amm…..AHHHHHHH…..Ohhhh…master.”
The torture was making Pratham extremely high. The more power he used, the stronger his cock became.
“ammm…ooohhh…..Suck my cock, cock-sucker.”
Sunny couldn’t believe his ears. Was it real? Did the moment arrive?
Pratham stopped slapping and folded both his ears and twisted!
“Ahhhhh…ouchhhhhhhhh……”
“Kutte, sunta nahi hai tereko, han…”
“Sorry Sir…WOUFFFFF”
Yes the moment had come!
“You performed well today….as a final installment, here’s your reward, bitch….I know you want it,” said Pratham continuing to twist his ears and tease his cock(with his foot).
Sunny couldn’t believe his master was praising him.
“You earned this, bitch”
SLAP!!!
Ouch!
Pratham lessened the ear twist and now grabbed Sunny’s ears. But this time it was not tight. He wanted to use it as a handle.
Sunny sniffed his cock and playfully said WOUFF-WOFF…WOFF….
He dished out his tongue and began stroking his master’s cock from everywhere. It erupted Ooo..hmmm…whooaaaa from Pratham. Sunny’s cock was rock hard too. However, Pratham put his foot down from Sunny’s cock as he didn’t wish to grant him his shot as yet. It invited a streak of disappointment in Sunny but he continued to prowl on his master’s tool unhesitant; he didn’t want to let go of this massive lollipop…he licked and licked and licked…
“You are a pro, bitch!”
“WOUFF…wouff,” replied Sunny thankfully. Somehow it seemed he had mastered dog language pretty well.
Sunny lubricated the cock nicely. He then bit the cock-head slowly with his lips and lapped it up with his tongue.
It was ecstasy for Pratham. He’d never ever been sucked so sensuously. Sunny was licking his cock from head to toe...his tongue was out to its full length…he was licking like an ice-cream…he moved further down to his scrotum and wet it.
Ooo..aaaa….ah…ammmm……Pratham was enjoying it to no end. He released Sunny’s ears and clutched his head from behind to thrust his face further.
Sunny bit his balls and swallowed his cock in the next instant. It was so sudden that Pratham moaned profusely, “You bitch…Ooooo..aaa….ooo…..suck harder bitch…”. Pratham pinched his ears.
Sunny was devouring on the cock as a lollipop. If somehow wished to know what “utterly-butterly-delicious” meant in the popular Amul USP, it was this! He sucked it completely. Sunny moved his fingers and started tickling his master’s groin sensuously.
“You bitch…..aaa…Ooo….fucker……Ohhh…..”
It heightened Pratham orgasm. No one ever had given him such a blowjob. Pre-cum started to leak which further lubricated the pleasure.
The play went on for full ten minutes. His master had a lot of stamina, but so did Sunny!
Pratham was keen to ejaculate now. He started to tug at Sunny’s ears as a handle. Sunny understood the signs and complied. He became vigorous, his mouth moving up and down like a piston in fourth gear.
“Uhh..aaaa….OOO……Ohh..ahhhhhh,” Pratham exclaimed loudly in ecstasy, “Wow….Sunny boy……faster….Ooooooooo..Aww…Oooo…..”
Finally his load jetted out in Sunny’s mouth. It was food for Sunny and he swallowed it completely. He was hungry, yes. And here was a lot of food...it went on shooting for a full minute. It was very tangy and Sunny licked his lips. A feeling of contentment washed over both Pratham and Sunny.
Pratham lazily toppled on his bed eagle-spread. Sunny crouched at the side of his bed as a faithful dog. “WOUFF…WOUFF,” he muttered and licked his master’s palms.
Sunny reached out and patted his head.
“Go and turn on the geyser.”
Sunny walked like a dog towards the bathroom and returned.
“Brush your teeth. Shampoo and have a proper bath. After that, rinse yourself with two caps of dettol solution in a bucket of water. Come out wet.”
Sunny carefully listened to his instructions, “Woufff…”
“Wait. You are not to masturbate, remember.”
“WOUFFF-wouff,” Sunny disgruntled.
Slaves are not allowed this liberty. Pratham didn’t want to loosen his authority. Normally Pratham cleansed his slaves himself as it asserted his power, but today he was too exhausted. This dainty dildo of Sunny had driven him mad with both rage and ecstasy.
He closed his eyes to relax and muttered, “Chal kutte…jaldi ja ab…you have only 20 minutes.”
....to be continued....
After the intense session, Pratham wanted to cool off Sunny, without losing his dominance however. He hence engaged in a play of words. Sunny was kneeing down with his hands behind the head, fully naked with his cock rock hard and wearing its ornament (metal ring). Pratham sat on the sofa naked too. He had carelessly wrapped the ends of the leash (connecting Sunny’s neck and cock) in his left wrist and had the scale beside him ready.
“Recite a poem for me, bitch.”
“Sirrrr?” stammered Sunny.
SLAP!
“Sorry Sirrrr…I know only twinkle twinkle little star,” replied Sunny sheepishly.
“Hahahaha...Wohi suna de kutte…par han…replace ‘star’ with ‘master’!”
Sunny began in a childish tone-
“Twinkle twinkle my master…..”
SMACK!!!!
Ahhhhh…
SMACK!!! Pratham had picked up a scale in his right hand and had hit him on his arms and they instantly fell in the front.
“Actions kaun karega gonchu-ram, hain?”
“Sorry Sirrrr……”
Sunny had been demoted to a kindergarden student now and started to use his hands to dramatize the poem along with recitation-
“Twinkle twinkle my master,
How are I wonder how you are…
Ahmmm…,” Sunny seemed unable to remember the next lines. Few moments passed.
“Show your hands,” barked Pratham.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Sunny received strokes on his palms. The moment he tried to lower his hands, Pratham would smack the palm from beneath. It hurt more then as the scale hit on his knuckles.
“Saale duffer,” Pratham reached out for his ears by his left hand and shook his head violently.
“Poora bheja hi khali hai kya chutiye…..Yaad kar gandu, nahi tereko baahar nanga murga banwaunga!”
The fear, sharp ear pull and a few more strokes on the palm perhaps activated Sunny’s thinking cells and he exclaimed, “Hannn…yaad aaya sirrr!!!!”
“Ab kaise aaya….saale maar khaye bina teri gaadi aage nahi badhati…kutte,” Pratham ceased beating and left his ear with a jerk, “Chal shuru ho pahele se, bache!”
“Twinkle twinkle my master,
How are I wonder how you are…
Up aboveee the world so high…
Like a diamond in the sky!!!”
Sunny smiled on successful completion as if he won a competition.
“Good boy and here’s your reward,” Pratham spit on his face and let out a murky laugh, ”your master’s divine essence.”
“Thank you, master.” Sunny hung his head, feeling degraded to the core.
“Now, come and worship my feet, slut.” Pratham grabbed his fountain-hair and thrust him on his feet.
“Take your arms criss-cross behind your head and hold your ears.” It was quite a humiliating posture and made Pratham self-tied. Apart from the discomfort, it also completely exposed his unshaved armpits.
“Chal kutte, ab naak ragad!”barked Pratham.
“wouff…woffff”
To rub one’s nose on someone’s feet is the ultimate humiliation in India. It’s used only as a figure of speech but here poor Sunny was demonstrating it. Pratham was thoroughly enjoying this session. He lifted his dog by his little bunch of fountain on his head and spit on his face again and thrust him back to his feet.
“Bahut naak unchi karke baat kiya tha tu mere se…yeh punishment teri aukaad samajhne ke kiye, bhosadiye” taunted Pratham. True to his words, he was meting out punishment for Sunny’s little revolt over video-shoot, in piecemeal. Pratham wanted to degrade Sunny to the lowest level.
Sunny, must have remained in that position for over ten min as Pratham had gone back to his phone. Pratham was feeling great sensation and feeling for superiority as Sunny brushed his feet with his soft nose. Pratham’s cock had started to rise and became rock hard. Though Sunny had his vision at his master’s feet, somehow as if by an invisible bond he could sense the heat in his master and his already erect cock began to get harder in response. Though of course, the ring still hurt, but Sunny had grown immune to it by now. All he thought was to suck his master’s lollipop but Pratham was occupied in his cell.
“This phone is a panauti. Why do people have mobiles?” thought Sunny.
Intermittently, Pratham would hold out his foot and Sunny would lick his soles. True feet worship.
Pratham was aware of his own arousal. He desired to quench it now.
“Chal kutte, upar uuth.” Pratham tugged at the leash with his left wrist.
Both Sunny’s head and cock rose upward. Pratham pressured his right foot on Sunny’s cock and began to tease it and at the same time began thundering rapid SLAPS back and forth on Sunny’s face.
Sunny’s reaction was a mixture of “Ooo..amm…..AHHHHHHH…..Ohhhh…master.”
The torture was making Pratham extremely high. The more power he used, the stronger his cock became.
“ammm…ooohhh…..Suck my cock, cock-sucker.”
Sunny couldn’t believe his ears. Was it real? Did the moment arrive?
Pratham stopped slapping and folded both his ears and twisted!
“Ahhhhh…ouchhhhhhhhh……”
“Kutte, sunta nahi hai tereko, han…”
“Sorry Sir…WOUFFFFF”
Yes the moment had come!
“You performed well today….as a final installment, here’s your reward, bitch….I know you want it,” said Pratham continuing to twist his ears and tease his cock(with his foot).
Sunny couldn’t believe his master was praising him.
“You earned this, bitch”
SLAP!!!
Ouch!
Pratham lessened the ear twist and now grabbed Sunny’s ears. But this time it was not tight. He wanted to use it as a handle.
Sunny sniffed his cock and playfully said WOUFF-WOFF…WOFF….
He dished out his tongue and began stroking his master’s cock from everywhere. It erupted Ooo..hmmm…whooaaaa from Pratham. Sunny’s cock was rock hard too. However, Pratham put his foot down from Sunny’s cock as he didn’t wish to grant him his shot as yet. It invited a streak of disappointment in Sunny but he continued to prowl on his master’s tool unhesitant; he didn’t want to let go of this massive lollipop…he licked and licked and licked…
“You are a pro, bitch!”
“WOUFF…wouff,” replied Sunny thankfully. Somehow it seemed he had mastered dog language pretty well.
Sunny lubricated the cock nicely. He then bit the cock-head slowly with his lips and lapped it up with his tongue.
It was ecstasy for Pratham. He’d never ever been sucked so sensuously. Sunny was licking his cock from head to toe...his tongue was out to its full length…he was licking like an ice-cream…he moved further down to his scrotum and wet it.
Ooo..aaaa….ah…ammmm……Pratham was enjoying it to no end. He released Sunny’s ears and clutched his head from behind to thrust his face further.
Sunny bit his balls and swallowed his cock in the next instant. It was so sudden that Pratham moaned profusely, “You bitch…Ooooo..aaa….ooo…..suck harder bitch…”. Pratham pinched his ears.
Sunny was devouring on the cock as a lollipop. If somehow wished to know what “utterly-butterly-delicious” meant in the popular Amul USP, it was this! He sucked it completely. Sunny moved his fingers and started tickling his master’s groin sensuously.
“You bitch…..aaa…Ooo….fucker……Ohhh…..”
It heightened Pratham orgasm. No one ever had given him such a blowjob. Pre-cum started to leak which further lubricated the pleasure.
The play went on for full ten minutes. His master had a lot of stamina, but so did Sunny!
Pratham was keen to ejaculate now. He started to tug at Sunny’s ears as a handle. Sunny understood the signs and complied. He became vigorous, his mouth moving up and down like a piston in fourth gear.
“Uhh..aaaa….OOO……Ohh..ahhhhhh,” Pratham exclaimed loudly in ecstasy, “Wow….Sunny boy……faster….Ooooooooo..Aww…Oooo…..”
Finally his load jetted out in Sunny’s mouth. It was food for Sunny and he swallowed it completely. He was hungry, yes. And here was a lot of food...it went on shooting for a full minute. It was very tangy and Sunny licked his lips. A feeling of contentment washed over both Pratham and Sunny.
Pratham lazily toppled on his bed eagle-spread. Sunny crouched at the side of his bed as a faithful dog. “WOUFF…WOUFF,” he muttered and licked his master’s palms.
Sunny reached out and patted his head.
“Go and turn on the geyser.”
Sunny walked like a dog towards the bathroom and returned.
“Brush your teeth. Shampoo and have a proper bath. After that, rinse yourself with two caps of dettol solution in a bucket of water. Come out wet.”
Sunny carefully listened to his instructions, “Woufff…”
“Wait. You are not to masturbate, remember.”
“WOUFFF-wouff,” Sunny disgruntled.
Slaves are not allowed this liberty. Pratham didn’t want to loosen his authority. Normally Pratham cleansed his slaves himself as it asserted his power, but today he was too exhausted. This dainty dildo of Sunny had driven him mad with both rage and ecstasy.
He closed his eyes to relax and muttered, “Chal kutte…jaldi ja ab…you have only 20 minutes.”
....to be continued....
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